“Through the many winters, Your touch brings me comfort
Your song lifts me up and carries me to Spring…
Through all the tears to come, All my many trials
Till the end of my longest night, I will search for you…”
~ Michael McDonald, Through the Many Winters

Have ever seen the snow fall in the moonlight?

It falls tenderly, fine like the whispers of a newborn’s eyelashes, curling ever so gently as she dreams.

It cascades down through a clear winter night sky, floating, like the last autumn leaf carried down from yesterday’s rainfall.

I was bundled warm, making my steps slowly outside, enveloped by the safety of the mountains in a canyon.

It was so still.

And so dark.  

And yet the moon shone so bright.

The trees all beautifully bare stretched their arms up, like a child reaching out to catch snow fall.

As I paused along the trail, I looked up at the stars dotting the horizon, I could hear the trickle of a creek echoing down below.

It was a perfect night.

I was young then and yet, I understood what it meant to feel lonely.

Alone.

Everything Beautiful and Quiet

Something about that moment, surrounded by everything beautiful and quiet, spoke to me.

I found my voice crying.

Because beauty reminded me I wanted comfort.

I needed peace.

I wanted to be held.

I was tired.

I desperately wanted to rest.

But, I cried bitterly not knowing how. I wondered where God was in all this, and I felt so small and lost.

To be continued…

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